Page 85 of High Roller

With a sigh, she leans in and kisses my cheek. “Yes, Sir.”

“You can give me a better kiss than that.”

She giggles as I pull her hair, shifting her mouth to mine.

Our kiss stokes the flames of my desire for her, and I regret my choice to sleep on the couch instead of next to her. But sleep is imperative, so I know it’s for the best. I won’t keep my hands off of her if we’re in the same bed.

When she pulls away, her cheeks are flush, her nipples are hard beneath her shirt, and I want to go so much farther. Instead, I stand and give her room to move around the room. She grabs a pair of new pajamas from the wardrobe and heads for the bathroom where I hear the shower turn on.

God damn it. She’s naked in there.

“Grace,” I holler outside the bathroom door. “I’m going to my office for a few minutes. Be in bed when I get back.”

“Yes, Sir,” comes her muffled reply.

I stalk down the hall to my office and sit at my computer, pretending to get work done. After reading the same invoice six times, I give up and head back to the room. When I open the door, Grace is just climbing into the king size bed that dominates the room.

“Good girl,” I murmur as I take off my jacket and tie and lay them over the back of a chair. Then I remove my shirt and slacks, leaving me in boxers and a tight black tank top.

Grace slips out of bed as I’m looking for an extra blanket to throw on the couch.

“What are you doing?”

She grabs my clothes and heads for the closet.

“You don’t want them to get wrinkled. You don’t have a spare suit in your office right now. The ones you keep here are all at the cleaners. I was going to pick them up on my way in tomorrow.”

That she knows that does something to me. This girl has been quietly taking care of me for five years, and I’ve neglected her. Or maybe it hasn’t been that quiet at all and I’ve just failed to notice. Either way, I feel like crap.

“You don’t have to do that,” I protest. But she’s already halfway through hanging everything, so I sit on the couch and watch.

Then she reaches into the top of the wardrobe and pulls out a blanket, grabs a pillow from the bed, and brings them to me. I set them aside and pull her down onto my lap.

“You’re amazing, butterfly. I’m sorry I don’t tell you that enough.”

She kisses me again and I press my forehead to hers. “If you don’t get in bed, I’m going to spank you.”

“That’s hardly fair,” she protests.

“I’m sticking to your request for no sex, but you’re still my submissive when we’re in this building, so I can spank you if I want, right?”

When she nods, I point to the bed. “Then get in bed and go to sleep unless you want a red ass.”

She scurries off my lap and climbs under the covers. I stand and spread out the blanket and arrange my pillow before shutting off the light.

“Say goodnight…”

“Don’t finish that sentence. I hate it when people say that,” she says, cutting me off.

I laugh into the dark. “Goodnight, butterfly.”

“Goodnight, Victor.”

Chapter 27

Lili

Victoropensthedoorto my room without knocking and tosses me a bag. “Grace picked up some things for you. Get dressed because we are leaving here in one hour.”

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